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I wrote the following piece on Good Friday 2012. Like countless other things I’ve written over the years, it was scrawled out on a tiny piece of scratch paper and buried in a box never to see the light of day! Until now.

One of the things I always treasured about my upbringing in the Lutheran Church was the Lenten Season. I really did take it seriously even as a wee youngster. I participated fully in several church services, especially during Holy Week. First the Maundy Thursday Service which commemorated Jesus in the Garden of Gethsemane as he contemplated what was about to happen and prayed to His Father that “this cup would pass from him (Matthew 26:39)” And then, a candlelight Good Friday Service where the seven sayings of Jesus were read aloud by the pastor, followed by extinguishing each candle until finally every light was snuffed out. This was a dramatic moment of silence to signify that Jesus had in fact actually died. Following the service we were all ushered out in silence. I took this so seriously that, if anyone dared whisper on the way out, I was sure to give them the evil eye (in the nicest way I could). And then, the vigil…waiting for Easter. I always wondered what that must have been like for Jesus’ followers, after his death and burial. Their whole lives had become about following him and now he was dead and buried in the ground. For they did not yet know what was really going to happen. Without further ado, here is the piece. I hope you enjoy it on this night before Easter.

I am the Chief Meteorologist at FOX 9 in Minneapolis; I love my life, love my wife, love my daughters and love my dog...kinda like the cat. I lost a third of my lower lip to squamous cell cancer in 2016...it is now early 2017 and this blog will hopefully serve as my therapuetic writing journey through topical chemotherapy treatment

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